I thought it would be mildly humorous to recreate the staged photo from my doily pattern book using the doily I just made from plastic bags. ****************** Woman 1: Your great-grandmother made a lot of[…]
Category: Uncategorized
Two Barbecue Grills and Three Looms
Kate: But you already have a grill. Mel: I don’t have two grills. Kate: Do you need two grills? Mel: Yes. One to smoke food on and one to grill on. Kate: That sounds excessive.[…]
He Talks to Angels
George Daynor, a gold prospector, lost his wealth during the 1929 stock market crash. He then saw an ad indicating that land was being sold for $1 an acre in Vineland, New Jersey. With his[…]
Behold the Inkle Loom!
Everyone knows the saying, “Necessity is the mother of invention.” Jeff Ferrel wrote in Empire of Scrounge that, “convenience becomes the mother of existential complacency.” If every desire one has can be met easily and[…]
My macrame plant hanger is made out of plastic bags!
In between turnings of the lever on my crank-powered radio, I perused the “Macrame Elegance II” catalog (copyright 1976). Several women in my family had gotten into making macrame plant hangers back in the seventies.[…]
Deprogramming the Hypnopaedia
“Till at last the child’s mind is these suggestions, and the sum of the suggestions is the child’s mind. And not the child’s mind only . The adult’s mind too — all his life long.”[…]
Pushing through the Grunt Work
Some weeks I feel like I work hard, but have little to show for my efforts. This week was one such seemingly thankless week. I spent two evenings this week ironing piles of ribbon like[…]
I Saw It in the Cards
Over the last few weeks, I have made a lot of thread from plastic bags. While I enjoy this process, at some point I have to make things with this thread. This weekend I added[…]
I Got the Power!
“Why would. . .” The man left the question unfinished and his brow furrowed as he reconsidered his approach. “I think you might be over-complicating this. If you just harvest a little DC motor out[…]
Three Important Questions
Some years ago, my tiny niece peppered me with questions at our family’s Christmas gathering. “What do you think makes you special?” “How do you measure success?” “Who do you admire?” This child’s questions seemed[…]